To be able to look back upon ones life in satisfaction, is to live twice.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.

Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me? A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?

Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?

Love is the only freedom in the world because it so elevates the spirit that the laws of humanity and the phenomena of nature do not alter its course.

Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.

What of the old serpent who cannot shed his skin, and calls all others naked and shameless?